Things I wanted to say but never did

Introduction

Greetings, stranger.

I don't know who you are and you don't know who I am.

Pretty interesting, innit?

Let me guess.

You just happened to stumble upon a sad soul's 'diary' book before you even knew it belonged to a sad soul , didn't you?

Hahaha.

I don't know why I'm writing this and have no clue if I want to achieve something with it?

Do I want certain people to read it?

Maybe.

Perhaps, I just wanted to finally bring the words out? Who knows.

Either way, life is short and one day I'll be gone and perhaps this will still remain.

I'm filled with a bunch of shit. I can be kind and rude at the same time. It's called being sarcastic.

If you can't keep up with my shit, it's because you're sensitive.

Where are my manners at?

I don't know. It's hidden somewhere deep inside of me and it only shows it self to people who deserve it.

This book will be the shit and will contain some words I better left unsaid.

You'll eventually see why.

*laughs in cursive*

I'm Damon, a sad soul, wannabe rapper and just a random guy who may or may not exist.

I'm breathing but am I really living tho?

I don't know.